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Bulimia: T for Trigger

knuckles rubbed raw by teeth so sharp and blunt a tongue rough and silent violent retching self-harm for a throat already held by a noose she promises just one more cookie one last bite one last calorie one last breath one the toilet bowl is her best friend and she hugs it close when no one can hear
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Written by
pyxell
24 / American
Published
Jan 6, 2013
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20·58
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#eatingdisorder#bulimia#ed#bulimic#eatingdisorders#purge#binge
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